Stop Hypnotizing Me, Antagonist Princess!

Chapter 397: Chapter 239: I Helped Him Through

At the moment when the space rift opened by Goddess Tiya and the witch’s aura that crossed a hundred thousand years enveloped the vicinity, Lynn’s hard-accumulated, tragic emotions were instantly dispersed.

What the heck is going on?

Lynn stood frozen, then as if realizing something, a faint sweat broke out on his forehead.

He had thought the final outcome of this event would be both the Princess and himself heading into peril, facing a dark and uncertain future of life and death.

Little did he expect, the turn of events was like a mountain road twist, everything began to become increasingly obscure and puzzling.

His gaze blankly turned upwards, meeting Miss Witch’s eyes.

She was still wearing her somewhat tattered black gossamer gown, her smooth delicate feet lightly treading on the vast phantom of the time-space river, approaching with an air of cool nobility and elegance.

However, perhaps due to the shackles and weakening of the space-time laws, the Doomsday Witch appeared somewhat ethereal at this moment.

Yet different from her usual cold indifference, the Doomsday Witch’s lips were slightly pursed, her demeanor had softened somewhat, and her gaze towards him was filled with an unusual warmth.

Until recently, they’d been in a cold war because he had defied her order and not inflicted the curse of the Fallen Hour on Tiya.

Now, for some reason, she was here, having put aside her dissatisfaction and prejudice against him, expending her divine power to travel thousands of miles to this place.

Lynn silently sighed in relief in his mind.

Always, his greatest reliance for doing as he pleased was Miss Witch.

He had just been worrying about the catastrophic future facing the Princess, but upon seeing the figure of the woman in the black dress standing tall, he completely let go of the heavy stone in his heart.

Lynn didn’t know what state Miss Witch was currently in, nor did he know whether her, having crossed a hundred thousand years, could contend with the Fallen Evil God.

Nonetheless, as long as she was here, the Princess’ basic personal safety was guaranteed.

Even if planning for the worst, Miss Witch could still take her and flee from this place.

That had been Lynn’s only weakness up to now.

Lynn discreetly averted his gaze.

He pretended to ignore the obvious implication in Miss Witch’s eyes that said “come to me,” and ducked his head like a quail, glancing behind with the corner of his eye.

Then his eyes met a pair of tearful, emerald-green beautiful eyes.

Was that… Tiya?

Her appearance was exactly as he remembered, yet she emanated an unfathomable aura, almost giving Lynn the illusion of directly facing a divine entity.

But this was perfectly normal.

After all, since changing Saintess Tiya’s destiny, Lynn had been trapped in the Divine Moon Gap without leaving, ignorant of the changes in the Pantheon, naturally unaware of matters related to Goddess Tiya.

Yet even so, an inexplicable emotion still surfaced from deep within his heart.

Lynn… hug me.

Tiya, likewise, said nothing, merely gazing at Lynn with somewhat resentful eyes that seemed to subtly plead with thousands of emotional threads.

Spare me.

Once again, Lynn felt a tingling sensation on his scalp.

These women were all intricately connected to him, and now they had gathered together without prior agreement. If he were included, they could even start a game of mahjong.

It seemed like a blessing to have all these women, but in reality, he stood on the edge of a cliff, where a slight misstep would lead him to plummet into the endless abyss.

A triangle is the most stable structure?

Bullshit.

That’s only true for normal women.

But the three women in front of him, at least two of them couldn’t be associated with the word “normal” at all, and their methods were absolutely ruthless.

It was only because they faced an existential crisis and all had a common enemy that they barely maintained this fragile balance.

Otherwise, they probably would have turned on each other in the next second, engaging in a fight to the death.

In the eye of the storm, Lynn even forgot about the ever-present pollution from the Evil God and keenly felt the tense atmosphere in the air.

“Bring your eyes back to this Princess! Don’t even lay them on them!!!!!”

Just as Lynn was ponderously contemplating, he suddenly felt the Princess’ hands, which were wrapped around his neck, tightening forcefully as if to choke him, squeezing fiercely together.

At the same time, his body was roughly flipped over, his entire face buried into the massive softness exuding a rose-like fragrance.

Ivyst’s actions were so forceful, her intense possessiveness flared up again, as if wanting to crush his body and merge it into her own flesh and blood.

Damn it!

You shameless, cheap women!

Why must you always try to steal the most precious treasure of this Princess!

At that moment, Ivyst’s bright red beautiful eyes sparked with a dangerous glint, her murderous intent was blatant, as if in the next second, she would utterly tear apart the two bitches before and behind her!

However, were Goddess Tiya and Miss Witch ever easy targets?

As women, they too possessed an extremely pathological possessiveness, wanting to monopolize Lynn, to be forever locked together with him.

“Let him go!!!”

“Get your dirty hands off him!”

In an instant, both Doomsday Witch and Goddess Tiya spoke up, their eyes fiercely glaring at Ivyst.